The Story of The Pearl of Ethiopia
She was the product of a dalliance between the Queen of Sheba and King Solomon. They named her Pearl—imagining that she evolved from a grain of Ethiopian Desert sand. Pearl grew into a stately white-haired beauty.
However, there was turmoil in the world of her childhood. The King’s brother, Adonijah, believed the keys to the kingdom belonged to him. He pled his case before Congress, calling Solomon unworthy for having taken up with a hussy. The members of Congress disagreed, and banished Adonijah. Before his exile, the King’s brother kidnapped Pearl. Adonijah believed his action was justified. He would leave, but he would take Solomon and Sheba’s most precious possession with him.
For months Adonijah kept Pearl imprisoned deep in a cave. Although her desperate parents suspected Adonijah, there was no proof he was involved with her disappearance. They had no idea where she was.
Quiet enveloped Pearl. In this vacuum she imagined the whistling desert wind, the slithering sound of a Mohabe River snake, the chirping of a Milby hopper. Without her imagination, the silence would have been deafening.
Pearl lost the ability to talk. With no incoming voices or music, her eardrums stiffened, vocal chords froze, and tongue grew thick. But her brain stayed agile and responsive. She longed to explore the world.
The people of his exile state believed Adonijah to be a god. They took up arms to protect his honor. Safely under the protection of his army, and to taunt his brother, Adonijah decided to parade Pearl through the streets.
During the procession, an eagle soared and repeatedly swooped over her. During one close turn, Pearl grabbed its wing and climbed aboard. The bird flew for miles with Pearl’s arms encircling its neck. Over the desert, the mountains and then thousands of miles of water, it finally collapsed onto a green haven. After weeks without water or food, Pearl and the bird became one.
Pearl and the eagle landed in the oasis called Rosecliff. If you listen very carefully, you can hear the amalgamation of woman’s sigh and bird’s call. It is for you, the witness, to interpret whether the sound you hear is distress, a warning or an expression of joy.